Living in an apartment: Only children make choices.

"Alright, since you think you're so smart, I need to test your IQ."

"Let's play a game. If you answer my brain teaser correctly, I'll admit you're not brain-dead, and I'll give you an extra fifty dollars!"

"Dare to play? Little genius?!"

Zhang Wei hurriedly said.

"Of course!"

"Let me tell you, I took an intelligence test at the orphanage!"

"The dean said that if I had to subtract forty from my IQ, I could barely be defined as intelligent!!"

Hu Yifei said with disdain.

"The intelligence test in your orphanage is not as good as our microwave oven!"

"If you lose in a bit, you'll have to buy me a new Conan set!"

Chen Meijia reminded her from the side.

"Sister Yifei, even if we buy a new one, the murderer will still be the same person!"

Hu Yifei paused for a moment before speaking.

"Then let's settle for cash!"

Just then, Lin Yun spoke up.

"Zhang Wei, I advise you not to gamble."

"Otherwise, when you have to give up even your house, no one will be able to help you!"

Zhang Wei said with a smile.

"Lin Yun, are you afraid I'll outsmart your girlfriend?"

"Don't worry, I'll let her have her way!"

Upon hearing this, Hu Yifei immediately retorted in an annoyed tone.

"Are you kidding me!"

"I, Hu Yifei, don't need you to defer to me!"

Lin Yun turned his head and said.

"Zhang Wei, you really won't shed a tear until you see the coffin."

"They won't turn back until they hit a brick wall!"

After saying that, Lin Yun picked up his computer, got up, and walked towards the balcony.

Zhang Wei asked, puzzled.

"Lin Yun, where are you going?"

Lin Yun said with a smile.

Out of sight, out of mind.

After Lin Yun left, Hu Yifei said with a smile.

"You have 30 seconds. Please listen to the first question."

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Suite 3601.

·· ·······Requesting flowers···· ···

Lu Zhanbo and Lu Ziqiao are playing a racing game.

Lu Zhanbo said smugly.

"Ziqiao, stop struggling, you're already half a lap behind me."

"Your manual transmission driving style can't surpass the speed of an automatic transmission!"

Just when Lü Ziqiao was at his wit's end, Lin Yun walked in from the balcony.

Upon seeing Lin Yun carrying the computer over, Lü Ziqiao immediately turned off the TV screen.

Lu Zhanbo said irritably.

"Ziqiao, what are you doing!"

"Are you a sore loser again?!"

Lu Ziqiao said stubbornly.

"Didn't you see your brother-in-law came to ask us to play games?"

"Let's call this a draw for now, and we'll play again another day!"

Lu Zhanbo rolled his eyes.

"You just can't accept defeat!"

... ...

Lin Yun said with a smile.

"Come on, let's have a face-to-face game of League of Legends!"

"If any of you try to screw me over again this time, I might just reach out and get my hands on you!"

Soon, the game entered the loading screen.

Lin Yun played the standard mid-lane, Lu Zhanbo chose ADC, and Lu Ziqiao chose Zhao Xin.

Lin Yun looked at the lineup and said.

"Ziqiao, we have a top laner now, why don't you switch to a support?"

Lu Ziqiao said hurriedly.

"Since no one's playing jungle, I'll go jungle!"

Lu Zhanbo asked, puzzled.

"If you're jungling, why don't you take Smite?"

Lu Ziqiao asked, equally puzzled.

"If I bring Smite, won't the enemy team know I'm the jungler?"

Lin Yun and Lu Zhanbo exchanged a glance. Instead of thinking that Lu Ziqiao was mentally challenged, they felt that what he said made a strange sense.

Click the record button on the left to record this game.

Next was a simple game. The bottom lane farmed peacefully, while the mid lane dominated. As for the jungler Lü Ziqiao, who was secretly plotting, he ended up with a disastrous 0-9 score.

Lin Yun spoke up.

"Zhanbo came over to team fight, and we pushed it down in one wave."

Lu Zhanbo didn't speak, but instead typed while standing in the spring water.

The road to Shu is difficult, more difficult than ascending to heaven!

[Cancong and Yufu, how vague their founding of the nation was.]

For forty-eight thousand years, it has had no contact with the Qin region.

Lin Yun said, bewildered.

"Zhanbo, what are you doing? We're about to start a group buy!!"

Lu Zhanbo calmly tapped the shortcut.

[Blood-Drinking Sword - Requires 42 Gold] Beg.

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On the other hand, Zhang Wei had already lost everything.

Zhang Wei, his eyes bloodshot from losing, pleaded.

"Yifei, let's play one more round! I'm sure I can pull off that amazing comeback!"

Hu Yifei said with a look of disgust.

"You want to bet with me? What else do you have?"

"I want to pay in cash!"

Zhang Wei quickly smiled apologetically.

"Talking about money all the time is so boring!"

"We can bet on something fresh and unconventional!"

Hu Yifei said with a frown.

"For example, your seven socks?!"

Zhang Wei said, his eyes wide.

"I have one more thing to gamble on!"

"That's the right to use my room!!"

Hu Yifei said with a frown.

What would I need your room for?

Zhang Wei slammed his hand on the table and shouted loudly.

"Yifei! What I'm willing to bet with you isn't about what you want!"

"It's about what I have in '597'!!"

Chen Meijia tried to comfort her from the side.

"Zhang Wei, if you lose this round..."